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Chapter 564 Two Good News and One Bad News (4k+)

In the hall, Millie Tang stretched out her body, moving her shoulders while looking at the bottles and jars on the table. She had already prepared her part of the potion.

Christos's forbidden spell is very complicated, probably the most complicated forbidden spell Millitang has ever encountered in her life, no doubt about it.

But this is understandable. After all, this forbidden spell is the continuation of the construction of conscious gods.

What is the concept of man-made gods? I guess when Millie Tang returns to the Western Continent and tells people about this, they will think she is crazy.

Millitang took out her pocket watch and saw that it was almost dawn. She hoped that the other people on the Hidden World Island were making smooth progress. Since early morning, the frequency of the living flames attacking the celestial sphere had been gradually increasing. The god was obviously getting a little impatient.

"Mr. Rich, how are you doing over there?"

Millie Tang strolled over to Liu Yonglu and ruffled his messy hair with her hands. Mr. Shani had just gone to the kitchen and said he had to prepare breakfast for everyone.

At this time, Liu Yonglu was the only one left sitting there repairing the ancient books.

"Almost. I'm almost done."

After working all night, Liu Yonglu felt a little tired, but as he was about to finish the work at hand, he cheered himself up and prepared to finish it.

"Go inside and get some sleep. We can take care of the rest later."

These ancient books are about the horns of doom and are of no help in the great war after dawn. Millie Tang just wants to give Liu Yonglu something to do.

"This is posted here... this page is behind... this page... Come on! Take a look."

Liu Yonglu's mood now is just like when he was writing the last two lines of his summer homework. His hands are still moving, but his heart has already flown away.

After stuffing the ancient book into its cover, Liu Yonglu handed it to Mili Tang as if to take credit for it:

"Mi Li'er, this book has a lot of missing pages, just make do with what you have."

Millie Tang didn't want to spoil Liu Yonglu's fun, so she took a quick look through the books. Just as Liu Yonglu said, only about 20% to 30% of the book had been restored, and most of it was still incomplete.

"Well, it's pretty well made, but it's a little ugly because it's glued on."

Millie Tang shrugged her nose and continued:
"And I see that this book is originally missing pages, look at the spine."

The original cover of the ancient book was still there, but the spine had been completely torn apart in the previous battle, causing the pages to be scattered everywhere:

"Look at the stitching on the inside of the spine. Most of it is yellow-brown, which means that this part of the page has been separated from the book a long time ago. Only a small part is white. These were shaken out yesterday."

Millie Tang is an expert in ancient book restoration and could see the problem at a glance.

"You mean... the Pope can't even pick a book, and after all his hard work he only found a broken one?"

Liu Yonglu gently hugged Millie Tang's waist and leaned his head on her. He was really a little tired now.

"Well, I'm afraid that time was tight and the Pope didn't look through these books carefully."

Milly Tang flipped through the first and last pages of several ancient books and sighed. These books might not be more useful than the ones Perseus lent her. There were too many missing pieces and a lot of the contents had to be guessed.

"Mi Li'er, look at this, this and this part."

Liu Yonglu heard the disappointment in Militang's tone, and sat up from his reclining chair. He pointed at the small words in the notebook in the gap of Clymene and continued:

"The first few pages are just for fun, so you don't need to read them. But I see... the last few pages seem to contain some forbidden spells."

"Forbidden spell?"

Millie Tang's eyes followed Liu Yonglu's fingertips moving back and forth on the ancient book. After watching for a few minutes, Millie Tang shook her head:
"It's useless. They're just scraps."

Liu Yonglu had no idea about forbidden spells. After traveling through time, he could only do two things at a time. However, Millie Tang had received education in mysticism since childhood and understood the ins and outs of it very well.

There are actually more forbidden spells in existence today than most occult scholars would have imagined, and far more.

Why do most people use the same few forbidden spells over and over again? Because most of the forbidden spells can only be described as "scraps", which is the definition given by Milly Tang to these spells.

For mystics, studying the forbidden mass is a long and uncertain process. Although you have a goal, things may not develop in the direction you expect.

In the process, some unexpected conclusions are often drawn, and these conclusions are forbidden spells that have no usage scenarios, that is, "scraps".

These forbidden spells may have limited materials, or the side effects may be disproportionate to the effects, or like the forbidden spells in the notes, their usage scenarios are fixed and there is no chance to use them under normal circumstances.

Judging from the handwriting on the ancient book, it is estimated that Clymene had the same idea and recorded it just for fun, otherwise she would not have written it here so carelessly.

"Oh... I thought I had found some martial arts secret book by accident."

Seeing that he was of no help, Liu Yonglu rubbed his head awkwardly.

"Let me take a look. Maybe there's something I can use for it."

Millie Tang said comfortingly, and she looked at the covers of several ancient books. They were clearly about the history of the Horn of Doom, so why were there suddenly a bunch of research notes on consciousness?

It is estimated that no one has read this book even if it is placed in the library of the temple. The Horn of Doom is a taboo topic on the Hidden Island. Ordinary islanders like Farrell had no idea about the Horn of Doom before.

In addition, these handwritten notes are completely irrelevant to the main content, so it is estimated that no one will read them.

Liu Yonglu had the same feeling before. When reading the story of Clymene, it felt like seeing a mathematical formula in a Chinese textbook. Who has nothing better to do than study this?

"Mi Li'er, I'm going to go into the house and take a nap. When Shani is done breakfast, come in and call me."

Liu Yonglu went into the house to sleep, while Millie Tang sat in the place where Liu Yonglu had just sat and looked at the ancient book in her hand again. One of the forbidden spells really attracted her attention.

The effect of this forbidden spell is... quietly eliminating one's own consciousness from the consciousness body... Millie Tang frowned. What is this thing for? The existence or non-existence of a person's consciousness does not affect the composition of the entire consciousness body. Just eliminate it and it will be eliminated.

Millie Tang imitated Liu Yonglu's posture and crossed her legs on the coffee table in front of her, reading and studying until her eyelids began to droop. Then she spread the ancient book on her face and fell into a deep sleep.

"Master's wife, it's time to eat. We had wontons for supper last night. There's still a lot of stuffing left. I steamed some big buns this morning."

Millie Tang slowly woke up from her sleep when Shani called her. She took out her pocket watch and saw that it was already 9 o'clock in the morning.

"Call your master to eat buns."

Mili Tang waved to the eldest disciple. After a while, Liu Yonglu came out of the room yawning:
"Okay, Xia Ni, the buns are steamed very well. They are soft and fluffy." The buns were still hot when they came out of the pot. Liu Yonglu picked up a bun and tossed it back and forth with his hands. When the other people in Shi Weitian heard Mr. Xia Ni's greeting, they all came out of the house.

"Clang, clang, clang!"

Everyone was eating breakfast and chatting when they suddenly heard a deep bell ringing overhead.

"It's the bell for the islanders to assemble!"

Marquette often chatted with the guards and knew the rules of the Hidden Island. He quickly stuffed half of the bun in his hand into his mouth and told everyone to go out.

The large brass bell of the Hidden Island is placed on the top floor of the temple. Although the temple had just experienced a fire, the bronze bell was preserved.

At this time, on the top floor of the temple, Christos, with white hair and beard and a black left eye, rang the bronze bell again and again. The old man looked at the familiar land under his feet, this land shrouded in red light and ominousness, and felt his chest surging with excitement.

Whether the splendid civilization accumulated by countless islanders on the hidden island over tens of thousands of years can continue depends on today.

Within ten minutes, all the islanders who stayed on the island had arrived. None of them returned to their homes to sleep that night. Instead, they gathered in the circular meeting hall and did their work according to the instructions of the magistrate.

For the first time in their lives, they were doing something other than deriving the names of the gods.

Everyone was silent. Some girls couldn't stand the pressure and secretly shed tears. But no one backed down or ran away because they knew this was the last chance for the Hidden Island.

The gray-white wall tiles of the temple had turned completely black due to the fire, and the originally gorgeous stained glass was shattered everywhere. A faint smell of grass ash floated in the air.

The islanders all stood in front of the temple and looked into the distance. Two carriages came galloping. It was the people from Shi Wei Tian who arrived. Old Christos on the roof of the temple nodded and ordered the young man behind him to take him down from the temple.

"Old hero, have you succeeded in casting the forbidden spell?"

In front of the islanders, Liu Yonglu gave Christos enough face. The old man sat in a wheelchair, looking tired and it seemed that he had not slept all night. When he heard Liu Yonglu's question, Christos nodded and said:
"Let's talk inside."

After entering the temple, the young islander stood in the distance waiting. Millitang handed the potion she had prepared to Christos first. The old man looked up at the color in the red light of the sky and then opened the bottle cap and smelled it:
"As expected of a witch's descendant, no problem, no problem at all."

"Then hurry up, the sooner the better. If the Living Flame or other gods come to cause trouble again, it will be really disastrous!"

Liu Yonglu had the same idea as Millie Tang, he was also a little worried about the donkey!
I made such a big noise, there's no way the donkey wouldn't know about it. If this guy comes, who knows what trouble he'll cause.

"Well, there's no need to rush. We need to make everything clear in advance. I have two good news that I need to tell you."

The old man said good things, but he leaned tightly against the back of his wheelchair. He might be afraid that the rough men behind Liu Yonglu would use violence against him again.

"Good news? Then tell me quickly and make me happy."

Hey, there’s an unexpected surprise, Liu Yonglu rubbed his hands.

"The first good thing is that the ritual was successful. In fact, all the materials and magic arrays were ready at midnight yesterday. I checked them three times over and over again. There are no problems. Everything is fine."

With these words, Liu Yonglu felt relieved.

"The second good thing is that, in addition to the forbidden spell that brought you to the celestial sphere, we have also found an additional way to weaken the power of our ancestors.

I believe this can also be a great help in saving the Hidden Island."

The old man said this in a very stern way, but there was no smile on his face. He still sat upright. Liu Yonglu quickly gave him a thumbs-up and flattered him:
"Well, it's said that old ginger is wise, with you leading the way, we brothers are even more powerful!
If you really defeat our ancestors’ conspiracy, you will be credited with the first achievement…”

Liu Yonglu was playing the flute when Christos waved his hand and whispered:

"But...well, Mr. Richie, there is another piece of bad news. I have to inform you in advance."

The smile on Liu Yonglu's face froze instantly.

"The bad news is... you can't enter the celestial sphere with your bodies. You can understand this, right?"

Millitang and Roselis thought for a while and nodded slightly. They both understood forbidden spells. To put it simply, the celestial sphere is a huge collection of consciousness, and the space inside is likely to be larger than what is observed in the real world.

If several people's bodies were sent into the world of consciousness, this would not make sense in theory.

Just like a child trying to put his hand into a mirror, which he certainly cannot do, if he wants to enter the celestial sphere above his head, several people will most likely project their consciousness into it, which is fine and in line with the theoretical basis of mysticism.

"So... when your consciousness goes in, you won't be able to take the ancient relics, ritual materials, potions, etc. with you."

Liu Yonglu was dumbfounded. I couldn't bring in ancient relics? Then how could I fight my ancestors? Jumping out to wrestle and knock down BK? That's ridiculous.

"Mr. Christos, you just said there is a forbidden spell that can weaken the power of the ancestors. To what extent can it do that?"

Millie Tang spoke up, and the old man instantly breathed a sigh of relief. The witch was at least reasonable, unlike those few who would never argue if they could take action.

"Well... First of all, the time. This forbidden spell can only last for... an hour at most. You'd better estimate it based on half an hour."

Millie Tang nodded, time was tight enough.

"It's hard to say how much it has been weakened. To give an example, it's about the same...Wommies, do you know anything?"

Shi Weitian and a few others nodded. Most of them had fought with the Wommies in room 1408. They were a powerful clan of creatures.

"It's about the same as the Wormi people."

All the people from Shi Wei Tian were silent. Except for Marquette, any of them could easily deal with a single Womi person. Those who were stronger, such as Millie Tang and Liu Yonglu, could easily deal with a group of Womi people.

But all of this is based on the premise that you have ancient relics in your hands. Fighting the Womi people with bare hands... that would be like asking for trouble.

"Master, don't worry, I can deal with the ancestors without relying on forbidden spells and ancient relics."

Mr. Shani patted his chest and stood up. Liu Yonglu was delighted. Yes, the eldest disciple Shani had innate abilities, so he could just take action.

"Oh, I almost forgot to mention that the forbidden spell that projects consciousness into the celestial sphere is ineffective on you. You are a member of the Familiar, so you can't get in at all."

Christos added.

After hearing what the old man said, everyone fell silent again.

(End of this chapter)